The magnificent Blackstone Castle stood on the Hills above Wheat Field.
Idelia drew her gaze from the window and looked at Leila, who was sitting in her wheelchair. "Do you want to go to Star-Moon Bay?"
Leila sat bolt upright, her face shifting between surprise, suspicion, delight, and worry.
“Annan's Territory has already grown larger than ours. He trusts people too easily, and I'm afraid someone will take advantage of him... Having family at his side will help him notice things he might otherwise miss,” Idelia explained.
"Are we going together?"
"I have to stay at the Fire Dragon Lair," Idelia said. "Someone needs to be here at home..."
Leila hesitated, then reluctantly said, "Then you go. I'll stay."
"Of course. You can sign today's official documents," Idelia agreed lightly.
"I'll go after all!"
Leila sprang from the wheelchair and skipped out of the Bedroom. "I'll go pack!"
A gentle smile appeared on Idelia's face. She took out a sheet of writing paper, and her Quill Pen began to move:
[Dear Annan:
Leila talks about wanting to visit you every day, so I just agreed to let her go. You've been away from home for so long, and I don't want us to become strangers someday... Leila is still innocent. Take good care of her.
—Your Sister, Idelia]
Idelia read the letter again, then suddenly crumpled it into a ball.
"Why did you tear it up again?" an ethereal whisper sounded in the room.
"Annan is a clever boy. He'll see what else I mean..."
"You sound as though you're trying to sell Leila."
"My brother is unlikely to return here. I need to carry on the Reeves bloodline..." Idelia said softly. "I should have been the one, but my legs..."
"Do as you please. My contract with your ancestors